Synthesizer
You aint shit
Thats what Beethoven told my bitch
Fried bologna, whys it smell that way?
Fried bologna, whys it smell that way?
I dont know
What the shit!
Again and again, just like a script
Goodbye, hello, no I insist
Thank you, Im fine, but I cant resist
As you can see, its running down my lips
Made it today
Everything sucks
I have bad luck
I got shit in my butt
I dont give a fuck
Corpses and coffins
Women and drugs
Pushers and Cadillacs
Gangsters and thugs
Dont bother me
I dont want to see
I like it when its dark
Take it apart
Turn out the lights
I wake up at night
My brothers name is Ike
We both ride bikes
Only a few know who you are
Danny Moonstar, Danny Moonstar
Shining like a blue star
Danny Moonstar
Only a few know who you are
Danny Moonstar, Danny Moonstar
Shining like a blue star
Danny Moonstar